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Xvander

An alien prospector of sorts, he is an advanced scout looking for new worlds and realms for his people to conquer.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Tawanos

Description

Xvander's natural shape is somewhat amorphic, a black tar like creature. However since arriving near Wing City he assimilated the body and knowledge of a local weapon's dealer. He has taken in the man's work with a passion. The vanity of his race not letting him pick someone who isn't attractive by local standards.

Tall and broad shouldered the body is powerful. Short black hair and a close trimmed beard, his nature expresses itself in the man's appearance through a sinister air to the man. When he grows agitated or otherwise is threatened his skin becomes pale and black veins rise to the surface.

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Personality

Xvander is a ruthless man, and will go to any lengths to get what he desires. He is ambitious and has large goals, both on and off planet. He is patient and willing to wait for his goals to become more achievable, while setting things in motion for long term pay outs.

Xvander's people have a natural psychic webwork that draws them to one another so they may hunt and/or mate. Being young he cannot consciously use it yet, however this does not diminish his ability. He comes across as having a powerful presence, charismatic, attractive, alluring and dangerous. It also makes him highly aware of any psychic happenings around him.

He is drawn to violence and finds it a perfect expression of his race. The more violent, the more desirable the person is, either as an ally, mate, or possibly target for assimilation. However directionless wrath and destruction are something that he frowns on, finding them distasteful.

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The basic ability package for his people is one that they all begin with. However they have a form of active evolution that takes positive traits from other species to build into their own skills. Xvander is still quite young and has a limited set at the moment, but he hopes to grow with leaps and bounds in such a... genetically diverse setting such as Gambits.

He is still quite young and mostly restricted to the human form that he has taken, however he has already expanded on the abilities of the mere human. Pushing the peak of strength, stamina, durability, and dexterity along with his own regenerative capabilities and senses have made him formidable to any who expect a normal human. However when he exerts himself in any way his inhuman nature begins to reveal itself: His skin starts turning lighter to shades of white while his veins become more pronounced and instead of red are black to the naked eye. As he matures he will be able to control this, however he is still young.

Xvander's people have a natural psychic webwork that draws them to one another so they may hunt and/or mate. Being young he cannot consciously use it yet, however this does not diminish his ability. He comes across as having a powerful presence, charismatic, attractive, alluring and dangerous. It also makes him highly aware of any psychic happenings around him.

To acquire an ability he must first observe the target and get a sample of their genetic makeup. His primary method of sampling is a sharp nail and a scraping of skin, blood, or even hair. While others of his species seduce others with their mind or bodies he is not yet powerful enough, in his own mind, to leave the sampling up to chance. From there it takes time to replicate the DNA within his body to usable quantities. If the ability is compatible he ads it to his general matrix. He is not automatically proficient with any ability he gains and must also spend time practicing his newly acquired ability.


A gift of his progenitor his has a battle form to help him survive if things get dire enough for him that even his enhanced shell cannot withstand. His battle form lets him briefly draw on his ancestral DNA to its fullest potential and his body shifts into a thing of war and death. However the transformation is painful and short lived, he cannot maintain it for long or else his energy expires and he may die.

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History

Xvander comes from a powerful race of creatures spawned from the toxic pits of a distant massive world, located deep within Wild Space, where the gravity is several orders of magnitude greater than on Earth. The creatures of that planet were forced to cope with the lack of sustenance by being able to hunt down any and all sources of food and being able to exact every last nutrient out of them. From this toxic quagmire arose a particularly vicious species, the Uradu. Though small in number they more than make up for it with their natural abilities and diabolical cunning.

The Uradu developed from a symbiotic species that would live among the large predators of the world using their own abilities in conjunction with the hunters. However when they developed their own sapience being second fiddle would not do. They began integrating their bodies with those of the predators, taking them over, eating them from the inside out and, inadvertently, taking their genetic material with them, bonding it to their own. From there the Great Culling began and the Uradu spread. They began devouring every species on the planet, multiplying and absorbing. Each generation more powerful than the last incorporating the various species benefits into their own. It took only a single solar cycle, some 12 Earth years, before the planet was almost entirely barren of life, save the Uradu.

There was a brief period of peace, about ten whole minutes, before the Second Great Culling began and the Uradu turned on each other. This battle was much longer lasting and brutal that the first. Their abilities multiplied as they devoured their own kind and only the most intelligent and cunning were able to adapt to the influx of genetic material without becoming overwhelmed by the information stored within their genes and going berserk.

After 100 cycles, 1200 years, there were only six Great Families, and the original numbers that covered the world has been reduced by more than 99.999%, leaving a population of roughly 50,000 globally. Each family is the direct descendant of the still living Head of their line, the sole remaining survivors of the First Generation: Mekyl, Clombak, Rith-eon, Pilomak, Zevquori, and Ravlyn. Though there are minor Houses they are subservient to the Great Houses. An uneasy truce exists between them with complicated politics existing between each House. The leadership of the race transferring from one House to another every cycle.

They are still the ruthless hunters and given that all other species were eliminated the only source of sustenance was cannibalism. Until the Visitors arrived. An alien exploratory vessel investigating the possibility of mining the apparently barren world, unaware of the intricate network of volcanic and natural tunnels under their landing spot. Their ship's weight collapsed one such tunnel as they were exiting their ship and in an instant they were beset by the Uradu. A particularly quick thinking Uradu took one of the prospectors prisoner and spirited him away to the court of the leading Great House at the time, Ravlyn. The prospector was tortured for information, however they did not have a translator and communication was impossible. Impossible until one member of the court, one Jerash, an older and highly skilled member of the court, offered to merge with the alien and see what could be gleaned though the process.

It was an unmitigated success as Jerash learned all that there was to know from the prospector, taking all his memories and skills for his own, even taking on the alien's form as his own until he chose to reject it. With his newfound knowledge he was able to take a few likewise cunning members of the court and enter the ship, merging and assimilating the remaining crew. With their queen's permission they left the planet with a raiding party. By acting as a ship in distress they were able to lure in several other ships, then the raiding party would take them over and take them back to the home world. From there the ships were dismantled and the Third Great Culling began. Spreading out across the planet with off world weapons and technology House Ravlyn conquered the other Great Houses. However even the off world weapons were unable to slay the immensely powerful First Generation. Ravlyn was able to capture them and have them moved off world with the captured ships and each left on a different moon where they would have to hibernate just to survive the lack of atmosphere. Thus Ravlyn became the only free member of the First Generation and the defacto queen of the entire race of Uradu.

From there the first great setback of their kind. A raiding party attacked an outpost on the edge of Wild Space and were unprepared for the technologically advanced response. This new race outstripped those that had first been overcome by the Uradu and they were slaughtered. A single survivor was found floating in space, hibernating in the vacuum by an unsuspecting mineral transport ship and the survivor was able to get back to the home world. More incidents like that occurred until there were few of their captured ships remaining, as yet unable to build ships of their own, though the industry, built by slaves and designed by those who had consumed various engineers and those few ship designers they had been able to capture.

Ravlyn's policies changed and the infiltration began. It was clear that thy were not as technologically advanced as other races and there was only so much knowledge they could take at any time. So they would wait and build their power slowly. Raiding parties became more cunning and would take live prisoners to the home world as slaves, though few survived the harsh environment. The rumors of this warlike race have spread among those that venture into the torturous area known as Wild Space and those unlucky ones who come looking for them are rarely heard from again.

-Personal Bio-
The creature now known as Xvander was spawned for the sole purpose of spying on the area known as the Multiverse Convergence. A rocky pod was made to contain and protect his larval form until he descended through the atmosphere near Wing City and crashed into the coast. He swam through the waters, devouring what fish and prey he could, for nutrients refusing to absorb the genetic material of what were clearly 'lower lifeforms' until he came across a human, a man by the name of Alexander Price, a weapons dealer. He had happened to swim into the private beach of the man and none of the man's guards gave the small inky shape, mostly invisible against the rocks any thought. Until Alexander shouted in alarm that he was being attacked. He went down and by the time he was pulled ashore he had slipped into a coma. The only sign of attack a bite had been taken out of his leg, though one of the guards said that they saw something slithering into his leg shortly before he blacked out.

Alexander spent two weeks in a hospital while doctors tried to diagnose what was wrong with him. All the while Xvander grew, spreading along his neural pathways and devouring them, replacing them with his own cells, absorbing the genetic material of the man, infesting his brain and gaining his knowledge and skills. After two weeks all of Alexander's core had been replaced and Xvander woke in his place. He immediately went about a new and aggressive business strategy, eliminating other local weapons dealers, his predatory mentality not allowing any competition. In the weeks following he has completely replaced the man's every cell with his own aggressive ones.

However he has received his directive and has moves his business into Wing City proper, using what connections he can gain to gather genetic material from across the multiverse. Some he takes for himself, trying to increase his own power. Other samples he sends to his homeworld through a currier.

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Xvander nodded. "That makes sense," he smiled at her. "Is there a card then? Some way to contact them or learn how to get that license?" He probably wouldn't have time for it himself. But it would be a good opportunity to send a hireling out on a job. He did have a business to run after all. That way someone would be able to rather the resources for him and provide reports. He would then get the DNA and with any luck be able to graft it onto his own. There would be issues, certainly, but with any luck they would not be insurmountable.

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Xvander took the card and examined it with a small smile before he opened his brief case and slid it into a card slot. "Thank you very much Titania." He drank the rest of his coffee and put his hand on the table to pay for his drink and hers. "I look forward to trying this out." He nodded to her as he moved to rise, gathering his brief case and tucking his pen away into a pocket. "Unfortuetly I have business that must be seen to. You have a good night."

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Xvander walked up to the door and took a moment to straighten his tie and tug on his cuffs. He checked his watch as he pushed the door open and strode into the bar. He looked up and glanced around, nodding a little to himself he walked over to a bar. He reached out and tapped at the bar's touch screen a few times to make an order before turning away and walking to a booth. He looked around and noted the various occupants, his eyes lingered on Mairead briefly. An interesting new woman, he hadn't seen her before.

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Xvander watched the woman with almost reptilian eyes, cold, calculating. Predatory, but alluring. He is handsome and with a strong build, but while he doesn't appear dangerous he has and air about him. He opened his briefcase and pulled out a number of file folders. He opened one and read it as a drink was delivered to his table. It was a scotch by the look of it, in a graduated glencairn glass. He pulled a pen from a pocket and pointed it at Mairead and then at the seat opposite him, an invitation to join him.

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Xvander raised an eyebrow at her refusal and chuckled a little as he watched her leave. He didn't often get turned down. But it was probably good for his ego or something like that. He clicked his tongue and continued his paperwork. His notes a gentle script of an odd language not based on anything found on earth. He wrote fluidly ad with ease as he made notes on various things that were listed on the printout.

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Xvander steps into the bar, adjusting his cuffs. The new cuff links were a bit shiny, the large fire opals glinted. They did match his crimson shirt with the gold buttons. His black suit was immaculate and the coat open revealing a matching vest and thin tie. A gold tie pin with matching fire opal completed the look. He did not seem at all bothered by the cold that he had just come in on, and no snow seemed to gather on him from the dusting that was occurring just outside. He made his way over to a table just by the window, though he kept his back to the wall, a bit of paranoia saved lives, especially his own. he set his brief case down on the table and looked around the bar to see where any trouble makers might be this evening.

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Xvander nodded a little to himself. None of the usual suspects that he was familiar with. He opened his brief case with one hand while he made an order of drink and food with his off hand. He took out a couple folders from his brief case before closing it and then starting to do some work. It seemed that he was doing some personnel reports.

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Xvander frowned at the Illusionist. "Do you mind? I am trying to work." He turns back to his paperwork, making notes with an odd script ,an alien language that had been adapted for his own purposes. Should any attacks, or weapons fire get directed towards his area they would veer imperceptibly away from him.

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Xvander raised an eyebrow at the Illusionist and pressed a button on his watch. A field sprang up around him and his table so that the particles of dust strike and are unable to pass. The mist is similarly unable to get through and the man continues to work, trying to ignore the attempted interruptions.

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Xvander could sense something strange entering the bar. The woman, it was coming from her, so full of... life. He paused in his paperwork and observed her for a moment. A bit of tension in his shoulders easing a little and turning off his protection watch now that the madman illusionist was gone.

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Xvander frowned a little and observed the woman by looking in a mirror. Could she be one of his kind? There was a similar sense. But no... she was something else, just that presence. He frowned and closed his eyes for a moment, drawing his presence in on himself until his mental footprint within gambits was almost non existent. He would need to work on keeping that permanently suppressed. Walking around with his aura exposed could draw some unwanted attention.

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Xvander smiled as his drink arrived. He sipped at the whiskey and put one folder away to make room for the food. A large bucket of cooked crabs. He smiled a predatory smile and selects the first one with his hands, still steaming but he doesn't seem to mind Grabbing each leg and twisting it off, pulling delicately so that the meat within the shell comes out with it. He sets the legs aside, making a small pile of steaming crab meat. Once all the legs are off he pulled the shell open, cracking bits with his bare hands to get at the meat and other tasty bits that he couldn't get before. Somehow his immaculate suit does not get even a drop on it and remains perfect.

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Xvander finished making his pile of crab meat before sprinkling some seasonings over it and then taking some to his mouth. He gave an almost sinister smile at the delicious taste. good crab was so hard to find. He chuckled a little, a dark sound, as he ate. He took a more sedate pace as he started to eat his next selection of crabs.

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Xvander raised his brow and turned briefly to look at Jaqlyn. She seemed to be yelling about something. But he wasn't sure what. He looked around at whatever might be upsetting her, but couldn't see anything. He finally shrugged and returned to his meal. He continued shelling the crabs and breaking the claws and legs to pull out the succulent meat. It seemed that the cooking method they used here kept the meet soft and delicious even as it cooled.

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"I believe that you owe me some money," Xvander looks at Jaqulyn with his opaque eyes. "And then you shall go away. I enjoy my solitude and do not like being interrupted." He takes a slip of paper from his brief case and does some quick math, indicating the amount of his meal that he can no longer enjoy as she jas intruded on it and then circles the final sum before holding it up to her. "This is the amount you owe me."

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He briefly debated pointing out to her how hard it was to get good crab at this time of year but discarded that. He would not give her a reason to return if he could avoid it. He instead set aside the crabs she had ruined and continued to eat as he could, momentarily bannishing thought of the surroundings, imagining it to be solely himself and his dinner with no one around.

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Xvander settles back with his whiskey after he had finished with the crabs. A fairly orderly and clean pile of shells is all that is left of his meal. He used a cloth to clean his fingers and then, once the table was cleared, he returned to his work. He tried to get good quality cooks at home, but somehow Gambits always managed to have the most delicious foods on hand.

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Xvander reached out with lightning fast reflexes and snagged the belt that Kiriko directed, giving it a little twist between his fingers and a slight exertion of psyker talent to try and snap the belt in half. "Do not try me, child." He looked over with cold black eyes. "I wish to be left alone." All the while his other hand had never stopped making notes in the folder he had open.

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"You suffer from a series of poor choices. Sell the belt, have money, and stop complaining. In the mean time, go away," he turned his attention back to his paperwork and paused, checking his notes before nodding and making a small diagram with apparent ease, then labeling it accordingly, all in what appears to be a ciphered script.

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Xvander sipped his whiskey, it was a rather old vintage, older certainly than the boy appeared to be that tried to take it from him. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the smoothness of it as it slid along his tongue and then down his throat. He held his breath for a moment before finally exhaling and feeling the fumes rise from between his lips, delicious.